Luyện nghe bài hát Ova Here

The real hip hop is ova
The hip hop is ova here
The hip hop is ova here
The hip hop is ova here

Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, 'em out, word

Yo, Nelly, you fo' real and you ain't Universal
Your style sounds like a N'Sync commercial
Ignoramus, I'm the with the mic apparatus
Challengin' the God of rap is madness, snatch your status
With this lookin' billboard, you could stop them
But I got enough albums to my own top ten

You limited the spread of traffic
You my style off the radio
So when you speak you bet I hear the
You chill out like, Chuck, I kick like three, Norrises
One of my sixteen bar is eight of your choruses
Of course it is ridiculous, out, I begin to curve indispicuous
Gotcha, on your and knees
Ain't it about for some real emcees?

The hip hop is ova here
The real hip hop is ova
The real hip hop is ova
The hip hop is ova here

Uh, we on a hunt
you see me comin', I don't front, I fight
People say I'm contradictin' cause I'm all about
To say the least, a violent history
It ain't no mystery, these rappers wanna get me
My people don't see that, all they is stop hittin' me, huh
Stop beatin' me, Chris, you want to my career, Nelly?
Well, you can help if you exist, huh

I think it's time we stop these pop rappers
Fuck these pop rappers, hip hop matter to me
it matter to you? My crew
If it does, you know what the to do
Throw your guns in the air, it like, yeah
Let these bitch ass rappers we in here
Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off
Tell 'em KRS told you they at the end of days

Let me tell you, let's hip hop a lift
And don't buy Nelly's album on June fifth
That'll a message back to all 'em sellouts
House nigga rapper, your bottom done out
You even know how
I told you I wasn't talkin' you then
But I'm talkin' you now
Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one right through
Even St. Louis don't you